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April 17, 2005
Malcolm X
We’ve been watching Malcolm X this week. (I know, I know, only about ten years behind everyone else but you should just be grateful that my movie watching habits are not as old as the books I read, if so then I wouldn’t be watching anything because film wouldn’t have been invented yet.) It took me a couple of nights to get though it because strangely I have a low concentration span where films are concerned. Nothing to do with the film, just me.
One thing that bothered me though was the ending. So gunshots are going off in the auditorium, Malcolm is laying on the stage for dead. One minute his wife is watching on in horror with the three kids, next minute she’s on the stage cradling him in his final seconds but what did she do with the kids? Did she usher them off into safety with someone else who managed to not get trampled? Or were they hiding, trembling in the sidelines somewhere?
Did it really happen this way, or was it an oversight in the film?
I guess it is just the morbid maternal in me, wondering what the hell I would have done in that situation.
Posted by purple elephant at April 17, 2005 08:45 AM